Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I drank in new life
my voice found
cried out simply to be fed
food for my bellies
activity to build my body
knowledge to nourish my mind

The feeding
often sweet
delivered times filled
with wonderful moments
and marvelous people

There were times the flavor
left a bitter taste
a feeling of aloness crept in
a time where I felt nobody cared
whether I was alive or in the grave
backs turned toward me

Depression
such a lonely place
empty of the one most important food
love

Ah love!
The greatest of truths
The greatest of illusions!
Until one can somehow
Come to love the
Self
Where else can love come in?
It's hard
And long
And dark
And Neverending
But if you yourself are not worthy
Who else could be?